Page 106 of Sacred Vow
I start pushing it off my shoulder, watching as Caesar tracks the movement, nodding his head as a growl of appreciation rumbles through his chest. “Yes, hellcat. Just like that.”
The fabric falls until the strap catches at my elbow, exposing the full curve of my breast, and just because I know how much he loves it, I brush my fingers over my exposed skin, my nipple pebbled and wanting, desperate for his undivided attention.
Moving across to the other side, I push the other thin strap down just as slowly, and once it falls, I let the rest of the silky top go with it, exposing my whole top half. “More?” I ask.
“Yes.”
My fingers skim across my breast, trail down over the curve before dropping to my waist. My heart races as I find the delicate zipper of my black miniskirt. “This too?”
“Remove it.”
My tongue rolls over my bottom lip, my core pulsing with a deep need as I slowly pull the zipper down before finally hooking my fingers into the top and pushing it down over my hips. Only as it lowers, I slowly turn, facing away from him as my breath catches in my throat. Then, glancing over my shoulder and watching him intently, I start to bend, lowering the miniskirt right to the ground until my fingers are at my toes, and his heated gaze is locked right on my center.
Caesar groans, adjusting his cock in his pants, and I grin, but as I start to make my way toward him, he shakes his head, bringing me to a dead stop as that wicked gaze roams over my naked body.
“Crawl to me.”
Well shit.
I drop to my knees as though his words were a command, and without skipping a beat, I crawl to him, giving him exactly what he wants. For a moment, I thought I won this round, but I realize that I haven’t won a damn thing. I might be playing the game, but Caesar is the one pulling the strings.
Slowly making my way to him, I don’t stop until I’m right between his open thighs, my hungry stare locked on his as I bite down on my bottom lip, patiently awaiting his eager instructions.
“Good girl,” he praises, making the wildest thrill shoot through me as he reaches forward and grabs my chin, his fingers so soft against my skin. “Now, worship me like I’m your fucking God.”
Shit. The way he commands me. I’d give it all up for this man. I’d give my whole fucking life just for this moment right now.
And with that, I reach up and free his thick cock from the confines of his pants as I become drenched with need. My hand barely fits around him, and as I slowly pump my fist up and down, just the way he likes it, I push up on my knees, rolling my tongue over my lips as I lean into him.
I keep my greedy stare focused on his, and as I guide his cock to my lips, I let my tongue circle his tip, teasing him just enough to drive him wild. “Just like this?”
Caesar groans, his eyelids fluttering as he reaches for me, pushing his fingers into my hair and grabbing a fistful. “Yes, hellcat. Now take me. Show me how you fuck me with that smart mouth.”
Yes, sir.
Without skipping a beat, I lean in the rest of the way, closing my mouth over his massive cock, and as my fist continues working up and down, I take him right to the back of my throat. My tongue rolls over his veiny shaft, working him just the way he’s been craving for the past six weeks, and as his hips flex and his grasp tightens in my hair, I realize just how on edge he truly is.
I hold back a grin, giving my all. Up and down. Pumping and working as I tease and flick my tongue. Sucking. Grinding. Giving until his groans morph into desperate pleas. “Fuck, hellcat. Just like that. Work me,” he pants, his chest heaving with heavy breaths, his eyes blazing with fire.
He clenches his jaw, and I don’t relent, squeezing him tight as the warmth of my mouth drives him wild. Then all too soon, he pulls me back, grasping his cock in his big hand. “Open,” he demands, watching as I sit back on my heels and open my mouth as wide as it’ll go.
He groans, his fist pumping up and down as he empties himself on my tongue, his thick cum filling my mouth. I roll my tongue around, letting him see just how much I enjoy him, and as his dark stare blazes, he grips the side of my jaw. “Swallow it.”
My tongue pokes out just a little, gliding across my top lip before I finally close my mouth and swallow down his whole load, not wasting a single drop.
“Mmm, that’s my good girl.”
I grin as I stare up at him, and he reaches down, offering me his hand. I don’t hesitate, placing mine in his and letting him help me to my feet. The moment I stand before him, his gaze sails over my face with awe. “You’ve been such a patient girl,” he offers, sweeping his arm around my back and pulling me in against him. “Don’t you think behavior like that deserves to be rewarded?”
“Oh, yes,” I agree. “I do.”
His hand skims down the outside of my thigh before taking my knee and lifting it over his hip. His lips come down on mine, kissing me deeply. His tongue rolls over mine, teasing me as his hand finds my ass, effortlessly lifting me into his arms.
He moves across the small booth and drops to his knees right in front of the loveseat, my ass coming down on the soft cushion. “Lie back, hellcat,” he commands, his hand pressing between my breasts and gently pushing me back against the seat until I’m spread out for him.
Caesar moves with me, leaning over the loveseat until his lips hover just above mine, that delicious stare eating me alive. “I hope you’re ready, Tilly. I’ve been waiting six long weeks to taste you on my tongue. I’m fucking ravenous.”
Oh, God.
